I wanted to bloom
in the lap of green.
Intolerable it is to
stay as unseen!
I lift up my head
and cast my look.
I see the glum shade,
thru the mirror of brook.
No longer, I stay there,
where joys I lack.
To sleep, in the deep,
I wanna slip back.
Beautiful poem Neela. Beautiful way you have compared nature to life. This poem left me wondered... Where I wanna slip back Is it to the lap of green earth, which is full of joy... or looking for joy thru the mirror of brook....Loved reading..
Wonderful! Beauty with great depth. Enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely lines with a handful of hopes who are getting hindered. Sleep - you sleep my dear with lots of nice dreams..... loved it